most of us just die by Michael Peck

most of us just die

never knowing when

the end will come

not well

not aware

filled with those same

uncertainties we carried throughout our life

doubts and shameful moments

that were never discussed

never saw the light of day

age just crept up on us

as we lived our lives

unaware

a repetition of learned habits

that felt comfortable

most of the time

except late at night

when we wondered

out loud to ourselves

if there was more.